Lenrasec eyes Annabeth and walks over to her, then looks at the others. "I don't think we can afford 12g a piece, so I'm afraid we can't pay you. If you'll excuse us, we'll just be on our way." Lenrasec then puts his hand on the dagger behind Annabeth's back and steers her around, trying to avoid conflict with the elves.

Zumaoriridoka wakes up, sensing the weak points and movements of the other group. If they choose aggression, pain will befall them. He approaches Annabeth and stands a few feet away from her, staying silent; he's not particularly good at conversations.

"Listen, we don't know where these guys come from, what they're capable of, or if they have others just waiting to ambush us. Fighting now is crazy. We should turn away from this path and go elsewhere. If they insist, we try to distract them and run."

"Nothing but stories and legends, though most who talk about it seem to think it's a scarab or something." Geth says, "Anyway I think you best be going, I wouldn't want to be caught in those woods at night."